Every weekend is totaly perfect

Oct 08, 2006 11:11

So, Stratford-upon-avon on friday. Hmm...getting to get out into the country was LOVELY. Long rolling hills of green surrounded by thick stands of trees overgrown with ivey. There were sheep, many many sheep, sleeping in the fields. Tons of horses and pheasants (i'm not joking, with the long tail and everything).

Ann Hathaway's cottage was the place I want to live for the rest of my life. A tall, overgrown garden surrounded by a large plot of land right near a streambed. The house has a thatched (SP??) roof and white-washed walls and that classic tudor-style dark bording. It was everything you could want it to bed. I sat on the bench that Shakespear sat on, stood in the kitchen where he took dinner with Ann...fabbity fab fab.

The Birthplace, however, has all the charm of an over-the-top replica. Utterly commecialized and lacked every inch of the charm that Ann Hathaway's house had. It had none of the original fernishings, had cheesey drawings on the wall and you had to go through a packed museum to get to it. It was right smack in the middle of town and so, not terribly great. But, the city had some cute shops and you can still see the school (and even the general room) where Shakespear got his learning) so it was sweet in that way.

We fed the swans and saw canal houses (the sort of boat that Johnny Depp arrives on in Chocolate) so that was great. ANd I got my picture taken with Hamelt (see the Myspace for now). It was a lovely day. God I love this country. Even though it was rainy/sunny/rainy/cloudy/col/sunny all day it was PERFECT.

Anyway, i'll update about yesterday later.
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